Faithful Danger by Tanya Hanson

Faithful Danger by Tanya Hanson

Author:Tanya Hanson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pelican Ventures Book Group


Faithful Danger

6

Rhee shook his head all the way back to his truck.

Change clothes at the Painted Cave? What next? Maybe nothing. Nothing at all. Maybe it would be a simple picnic date like he dreamed. Inside the camper shell atop the truck would have to do just like always. He had Wranglers, T-shirts, cotton button-ups and bolo ties. Whatever the occasion called for.

Except he never exchange his boots for loafers or his Stetson for a ball cap or bare head.

So why not act like this day was just what it was: A date with a pretty woman. It had been a long time since he’d been on a real date. A man in Rhee Ryland’s line of work didn’t have much of a social life. Never in one place long enough. This time yesterday, he’d had no living idea he’d spend extra time in Rancho Lorena just to schmooze a beautiful woman. He’d already found out what he needed to know, and by all rights and all brains, he should have hightailed it out of here.

But for some reason, his gut told him he couldn’t. He didn’t want to leave here, and it wasn’t just because he liked being in Caffey’s company. If he’d had his druthers, he’d pretty much swear something was going down, fast and soon. He had good instincts about things like that.

And after it did, for some reason, Promise, Colorado and that ranch where he’d spent his formative years seemed the proper place to go. It was just the countryside of Rancho Lorena surrounding him with wide open spaces, cattle lowing underneath the trees, and horses gnawing hay in corrals outside of town. But something in his blood had started Promise flowing again and pumping through his heart.

Dressed in his well-worn jeans and blue, long-sleeved shirt, he waited for Caffey at Nikki’s, out back where he tossed a ball for the pups and gave them eager hugs because no one was looking. It had been more than a long while since he’d hugged something. Just a simple hug. Taking a weeping Caffey in his arms because she mourned another man didn’t count as a bona fide hug.

He needed to rid himself of his tension, his bad gut. His longing for a life he’d willingly left behind. One thing he knew: leaving tonight was not an option. He just knew tomorrow held nothing good. Those feelings were why he got paid the big bucks.

With both dogs conked out at his feet, he sat on the back porch and leaned against the door, Stetson over his face, while he waited and tried not to think troubled thoughts about something looming. He drowsed, actually. Camper shell didn’t make all that good of a bedroom, and it had been a long night.

“Hello!” Through the warm air, her voice sounded as sweet in his ears as those hand bells at church.

“Why, hi, darlin’.” Heat covered him when the moniker slipped out without thinking. He got to his feet quick, eyes shut, hoping the brim of his Stetson hid his stupidity.



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